Autumn leaves . nmaking, and persists in the outrage by the hour to-gether, — ears perhaps consecrated by the voice, thebetter part, of the divine Jenny Lind, and stillvibrating with the precious sounds which she hasmanufactured expressly for their use at a very highprice,—the impudence of the transaction is absolutelyastounding. Indeed, the confidence of musicians isfrequently amazing; but the ignorant self-esteem, inparticular, of this nocturnal disturber of repose andcomfort through the medium of the accordion — wehate all mediums — can never be adequately de-scribed. One thing we would lea
Autumn leaves . nmaking, and persists in the outrage by the hour to-gether, — ears perhaps consecrated by the voice, thebetter part, of the divine Jenny Lind, and stillvibrating with the precious sounds which she hasmanufactured expressly for their use at a very highprice,—the impudence of the transaction is absolutelyastounding. Indeed, the confidence of musicians isfrequently amazing; but the ignorant self-esteem, inparticular, of this nocturnal disturber of repose andcomfort through the medium of the accordion — wehate all mediums — can never be adequately de-scribed. One thing we would leave on record, asthe conclusion of the matter. Let no one make the THE ACCORDION. 269 silly mistake of thinking that other persons will ad-mire his music, conversation, or appearance, quite asmuch as he does himself. Depend upon it, nobodyloves any noise long, that is not of his own making ;and every man, if his smelling-organ must be pulled,prefers to have it done with his owm particular thumband
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